[Hook: Chris Brown]
She working that pole, she so unbelievable
She outta control, up and down, unbelievable
She be working that body, I'mma leave broke
Throwing 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'mma leave broke
Working that pole, she so unbelievable
She outta control, up and down, unbelievable
She be working that body, I'mma leave broke
Throwing 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'mma leave broke

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Girl come and pop with a rich nigga
I'm rocking skinny jeans like it make my dick bigger
I pay 100 for that ass, I'm a sick nigga
I'm pouring up the codeine, I don't sip liquor
Now these fuck niggas balling on a budget
Bitches know that I been balling and I love it
Marshawn Lynch, smoking skins and a bucket
Fruit Town with me, come and go two rounds with me, you know a fade is nothing
I got a bitch with a body, call her bass and percussion
With my hands throwing bands, she gon' stand for nothing
You cuffing, you probably working with the man or something
American bandstand, how my niggas is drumming
And you niggas wanna be like
Smoking weed and flying on a G5
Bust a gun for my niggas on the east side
Nigga sling gold records like bing pies
I love them long nights when you up on the stripper pole
You know all my lil niggas is trained to go
Dark night Lamborghini, red painted in gold
In the Wraith and it feel like a rodeo
I'm throwing 100s and giving them babies, yeah
And if you drink what I drink, you think that I'm crazy
[Hook: Chris Brown]
Cause she working that pole, she so unbelievable
She outta control, up and down, unbelievable
She be working that body, I'mma leave broke
Throwing 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'mma leave broke
Working that pole, she so unbelievable
She outta control, up and down, unbelievable
She be working that body, I'mma leave broke
Throwing 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'mma leave broke
Leave broke